Hundreds of people gathered in the square, except for Huang Chao, all of them were women, and the owl spirit was re-transformed into a metal statue on the building. :Le:Text: 3. Huang Chao speculated that he was afraid that he knew that Peony was dedicated to saving Zhu Xiaolian, and he was very unhappy, so he simply pretended to be dead at this time.

The Wanhualin is a small world, and beyond the square of cultivation, there are villages where people live. The people here are all women, and like the people of the daughter country, they can drink the spring water and conceive a fetus, which is the way of population reproduction. Sometimes someone from the outside world strays into it, depending on the aunt's mood, or kills it directly, or borrows a seed and then kills it.

Aunt's high-pressure rule, but can not resist people's yearning for feelings, the women here are still surging in the pursuit of true love, and in the end, all the women who cultivate rebel against their aunt's ****. The vast majority of people yearn for the vast and free world outside. Now that there is a crisis in the Wanhua Forest, they may move to the outside world, and everyone has the idea of leaving this place in their hearts. Huang Chao asked, no one wanted to stay, and everyone quickly packed up their things.

In the past two days, Zhu Xiaolian and the two of them were simply happy, and the two secretly asked Huang Chao worriedly: "Dao Chief, our lover here will definitely be able to go back with us, do you know what we mean?!" "They were worried that it was another dream, and if they went out and told them that it was a mental test, both of them would definitely want to die.

Huang Chao said: "You are scholars, and you don't want to break off your love and become a monk, men should marry and women should marry, I naturally will not organize you scholars to marry wives and have children, this is the road of humanity." Well, these people will go to the outside world. ”

Although Huang Chao said it easily, he had to carry out a huge spell operation, which was a series of breakthroughs in the realm of returning to the void, he had to be cautious, put all his mind into it, maintain high-intensity thinking and interference, and let the development of the world run completely according to his own mind.

"Then let's leave."

Huang Chao stood on the high platform, surrounded by Zhu Xiaolian's two disciples, and below stood the residents of Wanhualin, they were old and young, holding large bags and small bags to salute, because they had sufficient preparation time, and generally had mana to support their bodies, and the volume and weight of the package were enough to make the juniors who were rushing for the Spring Festival in reality kneel.

Huang Chao waved his sleeves and didn't take away a single cloud, but the people around him, including Zhu Xiaolian, all disappeared. The world is pure.

"The world of painting......" These people have not disappeared, they are maintained by Huang Chao in a state of nothingness, and they are connected to this world of paintings. Here, Huang Chao is the author of the painting, and he can scribble at will and change all the information of the painting. However, there are rules to follow in painting, and the painting of a world composition is even more rigorous and complete, and Huang Chao's chaos will lead to the instability and even collapse of the world.

The painting in front of Huang Chao now is an excellent demonstration picture, Huang Chao has a deep understanding from this example and "Huaxia Meitushu", and his understanding of the essence of the world deepens every moment. The spirituality of this world has become something he can control, and the mystery of the high demon is gradually revealed.

The people he swept away existed as a static message. Huang Chao sat cross-legged in the sky of the fairyland, with the square of the immovable king at his feet, and the village where the woman lived was destroyed by the power of nature, and turned into an ethereal scenery of the fairyland.

The face of the world is shown one by one in Huang Chao's heart, time is rolling, Huang Chao is the master of the small world here, as long as his will remains intact, there is no problem of aging. My aunt wants to build a world "without pain" here, where women multiply by spring water, etc., and by the time of Peony and others, I don't know how many generations have passed, but my aunt has not changed at all. She and the outside world are not moving, they are really sitting and watching the clouds roll in the sky, and time is not a problem at all for an existence like them that occupies the essence of the world.

Huang Chao doesn't know how long he has been working here, at first the environment around him was the world of Wanhualin, and when he became familiar with the "drawing" of the small world, he began to create his own works with "beauty mapping". One of the drawbacks of beauty is that it mainly talks about how to make images more beautiful, but it does not talk about how to create pictures out of nothing.

"This is enough to be content, to be able to explain how to modify the operation of the world, to integrate the will into the manifestation of the world, what else do you want? Talking about how to create, that's a textbook of the creator God. Although Huang Chao comforted himself like this, he felt a little regretful after all. But he was not a greedy man, and this regret immediately dissipated, and he threw himself into endless realization.

Thanks to the world of "Painted Wall", he was given a complete "painting" to operate: if it were other fantasy worlds, it would not be so coincidental, because without the concept of "painting", it would be difficult for aesthetic painting to work. Huang Chao skillfully comprehended the power of the world's roots this time, and he would have more powerful power in the future. His will will also affect those worlds that have nothing to do with the concept of "painting".

The world around him was re-planned, the wonderland of the Ten Thousand Flowers Forest disappeared completely, thousands of miles of space re-enacted around him, and the basic spirituality such as the five elements of yin and yang seemed to become the pigment of his pen, allowing him to paint his own world.

The world around him had been transformed into a fiery fire, a raging sea, and other illusions that had once appeared, born from the five elements, and a dense forest, a desolate Gobi, and a space composed of pure swords gradually formed around him.

Huang Chao doesn't know how long he has been working here, at first the environment around him was the world of Wanhualin, and when he became familiar with the "drawing" of the small world, he began to create his own works with "beauty mapping". One of the drawbacks of beauty is that it mainly talks about how to make images more beautiful, but it does not talk about how to create pictures out of nothing.

"This is enough to be content, to be able to explain how to modify the operation of the world, to integrate the will into the manifestation of the world, what else do you want? Talking about how to create, that's a textbook of the creator God. Although Huang Chao comforted himself like this, he felt a little regretful after all. But he was not a greedy man, and this regret immediately dissipated, and he threw himself into endless realization.

Thanks to the world of "Painted Wall", he was given a complete "painting" to operate: if it were other fantasy worlds, it would not be so coincidental, because without the concept of "painting", it would be difficult for aesthetic painting to work. Huang Chao skillfully comprehended the power of the world's roots this time, and he would have more powerful power in the future. His will will also affect those worlds that have nothing to do with the concept of "painting".

The world around him was re-planned, the wonderland of the Ten Thousand Flowers Forest disappeared completely, thousands of miles of space re-enacted around him, and the basic spirituality such as the five elements of yin and yang seemed to become the pigment of his pen, allowing him to paint his own world.